Well, he is dead.
Not really, not right now. But he is so dead.
Well, he is dead.
Not really, not right now. But he is so dead.
Except for the part where he needs to get out of the pit. And apparently a square is not enough to just appear back where he came from. Or briefly fly there. He is not confident enough in altering the structure to have stairs or a ladder.
There is an obvious solution.
He takes a deep breath. Right hand over the left arm. He squeezes suddenly and with every ounce of strength he can muster.
Ugh, still squares.
Again, he pushes harder. There is no point if he doesn't get a pentagon out of it.
With shaking breaths, he holds up the pentagon. Shining like the squares accumulating around his feet.
At least he should be able to leave now. He collects his things, realizing part way through that he can just use two squares - one for a bag, another to collect everything at once. That is at least practical.
He wishes to return to the room where he fell from. Then realizes that he should've just gone straight to his bike. No harm, he collects more squares on the way down.
Once JJ reaches his bike, he uses the squares to fix his injuries. He moods perks up immediately.
He can do magic! He is magic!
(at the cost of pain, but still, magic!)
He smiles contently at the sky. It's painful magic, but it's merely temporary. He can do anything. He can fix everything.